Meet me at the corner
Of lonely and depressed
Where indecisiveness
Never seems to rest
Meet me in the dark
When the world stops to sigh
Where you read the wrong thing
When you look me in the eye
Meet me in the silence
When the neighborhood is sleeping
When the stars are at their brightest
And the fog is slowly lifting
Meet me in the morning
When the air is crisp and dense
When we come to figure out
Who we are becoming
And when you find me
Tell me that you loved me
And admit
That we were different people then
madelynne jones 